Jonathan's Return (The Mortal Instruments)

Chapter 12: Recovery Road

Chapter 12: Recovery Road

Clary's POV

I feel so weak. Why do I feel like this? The memories come flashing back. I have to see his face. Jace.

Open your eyes! Open your eyes Clary! We need you!

I don't know who's voice it was but it felt so convincing. Like it was making me want to wake up. My eyes don't feel as heavy anymore..... I open them slowly. The light hurts my eyes. I squint to see the people around me.

"Is she awake? She still doesn't look so good. Is there any way you check, Magnus?" The voices all spoke at the same time.

Magnus, Alec, Isabelle, my mom, Luke, Simon, Maryse, Consul Penhallow, Brother Zachariah and Jace. They all stared at me, waiting for me to say or do something. I can only stare back, still trying to figure out why I felt so weak and tired.

I part my lips to say anything but my throat is so dry it hurts. I stretch out my hand toward the infirmary bed's nightstand. I see the water but I'm so tired and weak that I can't reach it. A strong hand grabs the water and hands it to me. I look at the face. It's him. My Jace. I smile at him, grateful to see him finally. He smiles back, his eyes full of relief and love.

I take a sip of the water. My throat screams for more but with everybody staring at me I decide to say something. I feel a sharp pain.I look down and see blood welling around me. I lift up my shirt and see large cuts running around my hip and stomach.

I'm too stunned to feel anything at first then the pain came in waves. The first didn't hurt. It felt like a kick to the stomach. I lurch forward. Jace steadies me. I look up into his eyes, he sees surprise and all the light leaves his eyes.

I lean back on the bed. The second wave feels like someone poured salt into the cuts. The tears stream down my face so fast.

"Jace! What's wrong with me?" I yell, in anguish.

"Dammit. The blood, Clary. It's the blood!" He growls.

"What blood? What the hell are you talking about, Jace?"

Jace looks at me puzzled. Everyone exchanges glances. The second wave passes. As I prepare for the next one, I snarl again "What blood? Dammit Jace! What blood?!"

Magnus is the first one to answer me. "Clary?" I turn toward him. "What's the last thing you remember?"

Well that's a stupid question, I think to myself. Wait.. I don't even remember how I got to the institute. All I remember are seeing Jonathan or Jace in random dreams.

"I remember dreams. But I remember being waking up in my house because I thought Jace had been visiting. Wait why?"

The third wave hit. This one worse than the one before. My bones feel like they are breaking and all of my muscles tearing apart.

"Please Jace help me! Why can't I remember anything? Why am I in so much pain?" I scream in agony.

"Okay Clary just close your eyes."

I close them and feel a wave of soothing relief hit me.

"Thank you" I whisper

I'm faintly awake but barely. I feel one last silent tear fall down my cheek.

Oh God. Why can't I remember anything?
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Author's note(:

Hey my fellow shadowhunters! What did you guys think about this chapter? why can't Clary remember anything? Comment your answers/ideas

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